Words and images from 25/03/2018 Of all the things I’d expected from this trip a slightly tender forehead was not one of them. And can you really blame me? Barely a week ago we’d been battling through blizzards and now sun-cream and hats were order of the day. Not that Read more…
Words and images from 24/03/2018 I was awoken this morning by the honking of Pink-footed Geese, a wonderful sound and the surest sign yet that we’d left Swansea far behind. At the foot of our bed bright morning sunlight streamed in through picture windows revealing a crystal clear sky of Read more…
With our weather now back on an even keel (famous last words) I finally have chance to catch up on a few previous outings before the allure of Willow Warblers has me once more prowling woodland in an ever hopeful manner. Ah the memories. Thankfully my avian subjects were a Read more…
What a gorgeous evening yesterday was. Sunny, mild and, best of all, the first time this year I’ve been able to get back from work and still have enough daylight remaining to head out for a walk. I can’t explain how wonderful that simple act felt and boy were my Read more…
My overriding memories of this winter are of it being both cold and wet but on the odd occasion that the sun has shone it’s proved truly spectacular. A lot of that has of course to do with the places we’ve chosen to visit, none more so than Manorbier. Sitting Read more…
It’s hard to believe that just over a week ago we were facing down a red weather warning for snow and freezing temperatures. By Thursday afternoon my office was closed as were most public buildings across the country with advanced closures for Friday already announced. Talk of snow was not Read more…
Our second Norfolk night was another sub-zero affair but tucked up beneath sleeping bag and duvet I was warm, comfortable and contented. Condensation however was a bit of an issue with every inside surface of the van coated with a thin film including windows, steel panels and even the dash. Read more…
When someone mentions Norfolk in mid-February, what immediately springs to mind? Cold certainly, wind a high probability but camping? Only if possession of a full complement of fingers and toes is not something to which you aspire whilst frostbite is considered a mere inconvenience. And that’s a shame really as Read more…
As a lover of history, architecture and all things Brunel it seems almost sacrilege that right up until a few weeks ago I’d never been to Bristol. Home to some of the engineers finest works it’s always suffered from being on the way to somewhere I’ve wanted to be, not Read more…
It was with a sinking sense of inevitability that Saturday dawned wet and wild, conditions which stubbornly remained until early evening by which time it was too late for much of anything. Thankfully the forecast for Sunday looked a whole lot more promising so we took the plunge and headed Read more…